It’s the moment I’ve been waiting for past two years. It’s 2:55 PM. I am wearing my favorite hot-pink dress with golden sparkle heels. I am standing in front of Hyundai Department Store analyzing everyone’s face coming up the subway exit like a Robocop searching the database for villain’s face. I wonder how Jane has changed. Did she get new nose? or the famous double eyelid? I hope I can recognize my best friend. I am amazed at people coming out from the subway exit like thousands of ants. I step back so that I do not crash with people. I carefully hold my purse tight so that it would not get scratched. My eyes move faster as more people came out from the subway exit. I check my watch again, and it is 3:00 PM. My heart beats faster than usual. It feels as if my heart will pump out from the body. Then I hold my chest, and take a deep breath. I take out my brand new Chocolate phone, and type Jane’s phone number carefully on the touch screen. I am able to remember her phone number even though it has been such a long time since I make a call to her. I retrospect the past time when Jane and I used to talk on the phone until the phone gets hotter than the boiling pot. Phone dial is ringing louder than usual. After 10 seconds of ringing, Jane finally picks up the phone. Before I ask her where she is, she hurriedly explains that she’s on her way. I tell her that I will wait her in the restaurant which we made a reservation a week ago. I go inside the department. It is crowder than the street. I squeeze myself into the crowd and hardly reach in front of the elevator. I stretched my hand to an elevator button. The elevator seems to come slowly like a turtle racing to the end point of the marathon. I finally get on the elevator. I hold my purse tightly on my chest. Boy with spiderman custom standing in front of me sucking his lollipop. As looking at his sticky and sweet looking watermelon flavored lollipop, I also want one. I try hard to stop staring at the lollipop because I do not want to show the little boy that I am jealous of him. As if the boy knows that I wanted a candy, he hands me a lollipop with a big smile. I smile back at him and says “no thanks.” I refuse his candy because I do not want to show people that I still eat candy like a little sophomoric child when I am in 20s. I wave to the boy and walk out from the elevator. I walk to the restaurant and see my watch. It’s 3:02 PM. I tell my name to waitress and follow waitress to reserved spot. I make the last call to Jane. She says she’s on the elevator. I realize she will come any sooner. I open up my purse and shoved my hands into the purse as if I am finding the treasure. I take out my mascara, lipstick, eye-liner, and mirror. I see reflection of my face and see my nose. I see my nose in every degree and check if I need a nose job. I remember that I used most of my allowance on shopping. I realize I cannot afford the plastic surgery and I hold mascara and make my eye look even bigger. Then make my eye liner thicker so that my eyes will look perfectly even. My heart beat louder than before. I see Jane hurriedly coming to the restaurant. I waved my hand so that Jane will come faster.
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